It was a very rural area in the Shawnee National Forest area of Southern Illinois. The gravel road was narrow, winding, and not well marked.
I spotted the little white country church and immediately pulled over; couldn’t pass up the photo opportunity! Visions of days gone by flooded my mind. The building was so quaint; the setting picture perfect.
While exploring the pristine grounds surrounding the sweet little church, memories of my early days as a church organist flashed through my mind; recalling the old Gospel tune “Come to the Church in the Wildwood.” The older members of the congregation would often request that hymn. This church also made me think back on some funerals for some of my husband’s older relatives; funerals held in a rural setting similiar to this.
There were pews inside the building, but I couldn’t get in the building or reach high enough to photograph through the windows. BUT…these little treasures were within camera range!
The men’s room
and, the ladies room!